Poetry for Children, Selected by L. Aikin

Poetry for Children, Selected by L. Aikin

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1804 edition. Excerpt: ...and then be with thee." The The Orphan Boy. 85 The tortoise heard his taunting jeer, But still resolv'd to persevere; On to the goal securely crept, While puss unknowing soundly slept. The bets were won, the hare awake, "When thus the victor tortoise spake: "Puss, though I own thy quicker parts, Things are not always done by starts. You may deride my'awkward pace; Butow atidftcady wins the race." LLOYD. THE ORPHAN BOY. J Alas! I am an orphan boy, With nought on earth to cheer my heart; No father's love, no mother's joy, Nor kin nor kind to take my part. My lodging is the cold, cold ground; I eat the bread of charity; And when the kiss of love goes round There is no kiss, alas! for me. t Yet 86" The Orphan Bay. Yet onee I had a father dear, A mother too I wont to prize, . With ready hand to wipe the tear, 1 f chanc'd a transient tear to rise. But cause of tears was rarely found; For all my heart was youthsul glee: And, when the kiss of love went round, How sweet a kiss there was for me! But hav! there came a war they fay." What is a war I cannot tell; But drums and fifes did sweetly play, And loudly rang our village bell. In truth, it was a pretty found I thought, nor could I thence foresee That, when the kiss of love went round, There soon should be no kiss for me. A scarlet coat my father took, And sword as bright as bright could be; And seathers, that so gayly look, All in a shining cap had he. Then The Orphan Boy. 87 Then how my little heart did bound! Alas! I thought it sine to see; Nor dreamt that, when the kiss went round, There soon should be no kiss for me. At length the bell again did ring; There was a victory, they faid; 'T was what my father faid he 'd bring; But ha! it brought my father dead. My...show more

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  • Paperback | 34 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 82g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236808185
  • 9781236808189